dimanche 31 juillet 2011

lundi 25 juillet 2011

My favorite song! (Frank's album)Lent you outsidaz and my new BaduWhile I was thinking you didn't have a clueTough to sort files with your voice in my headSo then I bribed you downstairs with a malboro redSo now I feel so small discovering you knewHow much more torture would you have put me through?You probably saw me laughing at all your jokesOr how I did not mind when you stole all my smokes

And although my pride is not easily disturbedYou sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerbWith you battered jeans and your beastie teeNow I can't work like this with you next to me

And although he is nothing in the scheme of my yearsIt just serves to blugdeon my futile tearsAnd I'm not use to this, I observe, I don't chaseSo now I'm stuck with consequences, thrust in my faceAnd the melodramas of my day delivery blowsThat surpass your rejection it just goes to showA simple attraction that reflects right back to meSo I'm not as into you as I appear to be

And although my pride's not easily disturbedYou sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerbWith you battered jeans and your beastie teeNow I can't work like this with you next to me

His message was brutal but the delivery was kindMaybe if I get this down I'll get it off my mindIt serves to condition me and smoothen mi kinksDespite my frustation for the way that he thinksAnd I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effectAt least you're attracted to me which I did not expectDidn't think you get my number down and suchBut I never hated myself for my age so much

And although my pride's not easily disturbedYou sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerbWith you battered jeans and your beastie teeNow I can't work like this with you next to me